“I think you should rest today,” she said brightly.“Perks of being the nanna of the owner, I can withhold the biscuits she loves so much if she doesn’t agree with me.”
Evelyn kept everyone at bay that day, willing Freya to rest.Even the twins could not be trusted, because their wolves were empowered by the full moon, and so the Alpha kept them locked up another day.And when night came, Evelyn kept her fears away by sending her to bed early, with her belly filled with cozy warm chicken soup and a special herbal tea to help her sleep.
But even in her sleep, Freya was crying and pleading, and all Evelyn could do was listen, feeling useless and powerless.
Dear Moon Goddess.Why did this child have to suffer so?
The night dragged on, covering Evelyn's heart in darkness.And as it reluctantly began to give way to a timid morning, Evelyn had made a decision.Something that, she hoped, would pull them out of their impasse and finally bring peace to Freya’s heart.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Neither of the twinswas pleased when, after two nights away from their partner, they realized the effects the full moon had on her.Freya was pale, her eyes surrounded by dark circles, and she seemed to have lost weight, disappearing into herself.Clicking his tongue, Declan reacted in the only way he knew how: by attacking.
Since they’d been at their Alpha’s house, they left for the gym separately.The moon wasn’t quite full, and they had better control over their wolves, courtesy of the pills their uncle had given them.Freya was already there when they arrived, but Tanya had a frown on her face, and in her eyes, they read the truth.Freya had had a setback and was now hiding.From them?From the world?All of the above?
They found her at the laundry, folding towels with an absent look in their eyes.She didn’t seem to hear them, not even when they mockingly knocked on the door.Ciaran took the towel she was folding from her, and Declan ran his hands down her arms, feeling how cold they were.With his fingertips, he lifted her chin, studying her exhausted features.
“What has my little one been doing to herself?”he asked rhetorically.
“Clearly, she’s not taking good care of herself,” tutted Ciaran, his eyes boring into hers.“She seems absent.It’s her body, but it’s as if she’s checked out.”
“I’m fine,” she whispered, and Declan’s gaze turned dark.
“Do not lie to us, little one.We’re not fond of lies.”
“I have work to do,” she answered and turned her back on them.Ciaran snatched the basket of unfolded laundry from her hands, threw it into the cupboard, slammed the door shut, and rubbed her hands together as if shaking off nonexistent dust.
“There.Work completed,” he said, seeming satisfied with himself.Freya snorted, and the twins were relieved to see any reaction from her, even if it wasn't the most passionate one.
“I have to work, leave me alone.”
“Is that what you want, little one?To be left alone?”asked Declan and there was a hint of danger in his voice.
“Yes, it is.”
“You don’t want us to do this, then?”he asked, before invading her personal space and burying his nose in her neck, inhaling her fragrance, and tracing a path with his tongue from her ear to her shoulder.
